It’s 06:00 on Sunday morning. We wake up on the sound of hammering. Some (upstairs? next-door? downstairs?) neighbour is handling wooden boards and hammering nails in them. Probably building christmas presents for all the people he knows, bird boxes is my guess. Luckily they’re pre-cut boards, so there’s no sound of saw, too. Meitä on moneen junaan…
posted on 19 December 2004 at 6:25